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woman-of-poems

I am here for Friends and Networking

About Me

My favourite activity is being playful and laughing - I also love music and nature. I write poetry to keep my creative energy alive!

My Interests

camping, nude beaches and walking through the woods!

I'd like to meet:

someone who knocks my socks off while making me smile!

Music:

the tunes of Citizen A.

Movies:

"Unstrung Heroes"

Heroes:

everyday people doing everyday things with lots of heart!

My Blog

...her rhythm....

Her life's rhythm, her own,   by the jagged sword;     thrust by the hand       of her keeper and Lord. Love's collateral path,   mastering the maze; ...
Posted by woman-of-poems on Tue, 31 Oct 2006 07:37:00 PST

...breath on pulse....

In the moment; sated and pure;   animal instinct;    the only lure. In the moment;  muscles together;    hardness of chin with      sweet salt falling...
Posted by woman-of-poems on Tue, 31 Oct 2006 08:56:00 PST

...feel you....

                           Glistening cherry,       ...
Posted by woman-of-poems on Sat, 28 Oct 2006 09:36:00 PST

...bittersweet...

The bittersweet kind; flooding our minds;            UNFLINCHING                &n...
Posted by woman-of-poems on Thu, 26 Oct 2006 07:55:00 PST

...grace of love.....

Fire-breathing dragon,  self-righteous with wings,   pure child with a cruel streak;    we are all of these things.   Compassion and humility,  by the stumble and fall, &...
Posted by woman-of-poems on Tue, 24 Oct 2006 12:55:00 PST

..tender touch...

A tender touch  can hurt so much   you question if it's real;    a bitter page     and bloody blade, that cuts through ribs of steel.   A gentle touch  can...
Posted by woman-of-poems on Sat, 21 Oct 2006 04:11:00 PST

...we want.....

You think you want her;   BLINDFOLDED, spread-eagled on the floor....;   fair flesh and juices mingled, soft moans begging out for more.   DELICIOUS POWER,     so he...
Posted by woman-of-poems on Fri, 20 Oct 2006 01:41:00 PST

...torture me....

Your hands,  starting at my feet..     while I lay prone and vulnerable. Massaging, tickling, and   travelling up the smooth path. Light nails teasing my lower   leg musc...
Posted by woman-of-poems on Wed, 18 Oct 2006 05:46:00 PST

...wishing....

If I could leave my body,   in the mystery of the night;     I'd catch the wind and moonbeams        and come to you in flight. I'd soar above the mou...
Posted by woman-of-poems on Fri, 13 Oct 2006 10:32:00 PST

...the "wanting" war...

Animal sounds not silenced by pride blushing; flushing with nowhere to hide. ......cause I want you. So many reasons for us not to play too many branches blocking the wqy. ...... but I still do. Nothi...
Posted by woman-of-poems on Thu, 14 Sep 2006 02:00:00 PST